910 A Rough Kiss (1/2)

An'an was here, and she had caught the bouquet!

Tang Mo'er pushed Gu Mohan away roughly and ran over happily. ”An'an, congratulations! That means the next person to get married will be you!”

Get married?

An'an lowered her lashes and smelled the flowers. The delicate and beautiful flowers were extremely fragrant.

”Little sister-in-law, don't joke around with me.”

”An'an, I'm not joking. Look at how many handsome young men have their eyes on you!” Tang Mo'er said as she pressed her hands against her mouth to suppress her laughter.

An'an lifted her eyes lightly and looked around. She quickly froze as she spotted a tall figure. But just as fast, the tall figure vanished around the corner.

Was she seeing things?

That figure really looked like Lu Yan.

She hadn't seen Lu Yan in a really long time. When they bade goodbye to each other the last time at Champagne Residence, she had received his call, and it seemed as though he already… had a son…

”An'an, what're you spacing out for? Didn't you rush back? You haven't even changed your clothes yet. The dinner banquet is about to start. I'll give you a dress, go upstairs to change.”

…

In the room.

An'an changed into the long dress, but couldn't zip herself up. At this moment, with a soft bang, the door suddenly opened, and someone came in.

A tall figure stood beside the door, it was Lu Yan.

Lu Yan stopped in his tracks. Butler Ye had arranged for this room to be his, but he never expected to see An'an here.

He grabbed the door handle tight. He had seen her on the lawn just now, but hadn't taken a closer look.

Now she stood at the curtains wearing a long halter dress. The top was translucent chiffon, revealing a hint of her lace tube top, which was both sexy and alluring. The dress was cinched in at the middle, emphasizing her petite waist. On her feet were two crystal stilettos. She was as beautiful as a freshly-bloomed rose.

Lu Yan stood rooted to the ground, staring at her for a long time.

”Little sister-in-law, is that you? Come help me pull up my zipper.”

Lu Yan paused. Tang Mo'er wasn't here. It seemed like she had mistaken him for Tang Mo'er. He released his grip on the handle and entered the room. He walked up to her back.

Her pale hands were behind her trying to zip the dress up, but the zipper was stuck halfway up the dress.

Lu Yan's eyes darkened. She had her back to him now. He gazed at her slender back, at her beautiful bones on both sides and the smooth indent that ran right down the middle. Her was a back that looked as though it had been delicately painted by an artist, and it made one tempted to kiss it.

He raised his hands to help her zip her dress.

His rough hands accidentally brushed against her tender skin. An'an's eyelashes quivered and she immediately turned wary. That was not Little sister-in-law.

It was a man!

An'an turned around suddenly, her pale hands reaching out and grabbing onto someone's throat.

Lu Yan froze. He reached out with his large hands and grabbed her delicate wrist swiftly and harshly.

In a split second, they were staring at each other.

An'an's cold eyes shrunk. She hadn't been seeing things just now. It really was him, it was Lu Yan. Today was Lu Jinwen's wedding. Lu Jinwen was his father and brother, so of course he would be here.

”It's you?” An'an quickly withdrew her hand. ”You… didn't see anything just now right?” She took a few steps back and smoothed down her dress.

Lu Yan look at her retreating figure and frowned. He said in a low voice, ”No.”

An'an paused, then lifted her eyes to look at him. ”Is there something wrong with your eyes?”

Lu Yan was puzzled.